Ye Wudao ignored his threat.
He stood where he was, his gaze sweeping over the Ye Family disciples and Inspectors kneeling on the ground, then the surrounding crowd, before finally settling on the father and daughter who were still kneeling.
The old man had recovered somewhat and risen with his daughter's help. His face was pale, and traces of blood still stained the corners of his mouth.
The father and daughter looked at Ye Wudao, their eyes filled with gratitude, but also worry.
They knew Ye Wudao had confronted the Ye Family to help them.
But the Ye Family was far too powerful. No matter how well Ye Wudao could fight, he could not possibly take on the entire Ye Family.
Once the head of the Ye Family arrived, Ye Wudao would likely face more peril than promise.
"Benefactor..." the old man began shakily. "You... please leave. The Ye Family isn't someone you can afford to offend."
"We're already endlessly grateful for your help. We can't drag you down with us."
"Please go. If you don't leave now, it'll be too late!"
Ye Wudao looked at the old man and shook his head slightly.
"Don't worry, elder."
"I'm seeing this matter through today."
"Not just for you, but for every merchant in Heavenly Evolution City who has suffered under the Ye Family."
"The laws established five hundred years ago aren't mere decorations."
"Anyone who breaks the law must be punished."
"The Ye Family is no exception."
The old man's lips trembled as he looked at Ye Wudao. He wanted to say something but could not get the words out. In the end, tears streamed down his aged face, and he bowed deeply to Ye Wudao.
"Benefactor... you're a good man..." As the surrounding crowd watched, their murmurs gradually grew louder.